Grant Fore - Lost Touch lyrics

[Verse] Running down the hallway Crash into civilians Knock 'em over like some bowling pins f** I gotta get away All day, flashbacks Scenes I tried suppressing Now I screw on my suppressor My Beretta feeling pressure on the trigger Then a flash-bang Aiming at some sisters Man, I gotta fire my weapon But I cannot trust my senses As I come back I apologize for my discretion But these demons really got me stressing Then I hit them with a *pap pap* Mother screamed, hit her with a *pap pap* Crowd screams, scattered showers Magazines, judgment hour All of you are mere projections of my mind Playing tricks, an evil misdirection Misconception Now I begin to feel a sharp pain I ascertain that the feel is real My right brain splattered on my shoulders The illusions are gone, my suffering is over Suffering is over